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paradisalost2011-10-14 07:40 pm
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eighteenth twist of the coil
[Greetings, Paradisans. We hope you are having a totally normal day, because Nikola Tesla certainly isn’t.]
My God…
[But wait a second. This doesn’t sound like Tesla at all. For one, he has never had that Serbian accent before.]
James, Helen…where do you suppose we are? I’ve never seen such a place before in my life…
I haven't the faintest idea where we are...certainly not home.
[If you go to the lobby, you’ll see three people standing together, three people who might be very familiar to the castle population. But they’re look very different than usual. For one, they’re all dressed in authentic Victorian-era clothing. Helen now has blonde hair, James looks younger, and Tesla is now sporting a rather subdued hairstyle and a mustache. They all seem very perplexed and rather out of place.]
Do you think that he transported us here…?
[Tesla falls silent as he thinks about that.]
No, then he would be here to greet us, no doubt. No, this makes no sense at all…
Yes he would, be here, he did not do this. Or if he did then it is some elaborate ruse. [James sounds more serious then normal, more on edge.]
Stay close, the both of you. Who knows what we will find here.
[ooc: Loss start! Feel free to chat with the group as they try to understand what in the world is going on. Also, this is an account I’m going to be using for Victorian!Tesla since I do not have the icon space on my regular journal.
James is in this color for the post. We'll all tag into replies, Kerry will later with Helen. Right now she's quiet, and rather shocked.]
My God…
[But wait a second. This doesn’t sound like Tesla at all. For one, he has never had that Serbian accent before.]
James, Helen…where do you suppose we are? I’ve never seen such a place before in my life…
I haven't the faintest idea where we are...certainly not home.
[If you go to the lobby, you’ll see three people standing together, three people who might be very familiar to the castle population. But they’re look very different than usual. For one, they’re all dressed in authentic Victorian-era clothing. Helen now has blonde hair, James looks younger, and Tesla is now sporting a rather subdued hairstyle and a mustache. They all seem very perplexed and rather out of place.]
Do you think that he transported us here…?
No, then he would be here to greet us, no doubt. No, this makes no sense at all…
Yes he would, be here, he did not do this. Or if he did then it is some elaborate ruse. [James sounds more serious then normal, more on edge.]
Stay close, the both of you. Who knows what we will find here.
[ooc: Loss start! Feel free to chat with the group as they try to understand what in the world is going on. Also, this is an account I’m going to be using for Victorian!Tesla since I do not have the icon space on my regular journal.
James is in this color for the post. We'll all tag into replies, Kerry will later with Helen. Right now she's quiet, and rather shocked.]